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         These ‘Dreams' are Reality to me on another level and we will update them as I have ones that have meaning for all of us,  and will share Sanka's confirmations when available.
              

          November 5, 1997 Wednesday (potential realities)                We started in the present time on our world.  I was with my Mom, and an older lady as well as one young man (30's).  We were in a very fancy hotel on the balcony high up above a marble floor and red carpeted stairs.  The young man was taking charge and was taking some kind of recording equipment to put it in a stuffed animal - to hide it under cover somehow.  It seemed like a corny action movie in which men dominate. I had David, my stuffed animal along with me.  But I didn't want him to use David, so  we had to find another one.
               
               When we got outside we were walking down the city streets and there was a large triangle in the center with grass, we saw a police car on the side arresting somebody who was up against the car.  Then all of a sudden we were walking down a path in the wilderness and  we saw a building that we assumed was a school.  We all went in and the young man didn't disappear but he no longer  seemed to have the dominate role in the dream.  All the hallways were filled with water, so we had to start swim-walking.  Mom stepped on a needle or something that scared me, so I started treading water.  We heard voices so we turned to the left and on our left the water receeded to a                beach level.  There were a bunch of pins and needles on the floor in front a door on our right.
               
               Through the little window we saw some humans who had a different energy field around them than the ones we are used to.  It seemed like most of them were children, with one taller one, who looked out at us.  All of the children were working at huge racks that had florescent lights on top shining down on plants.  Then the taller one came over and opened the              door.
                The next vision, we are sitting outside with a whole lot of these strange people, children and adults.  They are taking the plants to one place and then doing something to them and then taking them to another place and doing something....and it keeps going on and on and then finally they can  plant them in the ground.         
               There were other plants growing on their own, but they weren't plants that you could eat.  We stayed there for about a month or two living with them and learning.
               
               Then we were in another place that had a many rows of seats outdoors and beside them was a restaurant type building.  There was a very long line of young men waiting for food.  And there was also a bunch of cops around making sure that people didn't jump in line.  Obviously there was a  shortage of food.  It seemed to be in Japan or some other asian country.
               
               All that disappeared and then a whole bunch of kids who were my friends started chasing each other around like the cops had been chasing the people.  We were having a good time and jumping on each others backs and laughing.  At one point a friend and I were chasing another friend down a hill into   swampy place with a dock.  He had turned into a mouse or rat.  There was a persons hut that was on the dock.  An old lady was outside doing something, and she didn't seem to mind that we were running all around making the dock shake.  When we finally found our friend/rat he was forced to change back into a human.
                 Mom and I were discussing this dream at the breakfast table, both of us realising that there was a clear picture of two possible futures: one in which we work consciously and lovingly with the plant kingdom and there is plenty of food,

OR one in which we continue our male-dominated society of violence and there is a lack of food (and women).
               Then Mom asked me, “Who sent you this dream, since it seems so prophetic?'
                LLAEL:  I asked Sanka if she had sent it, she said "No", and that the person who had sent it would like to remain anonymous.  Then Mom reminded me that earlier this summer something else had happened in which the Spirit wished to remain anonymous.  So Sanka said, "Well, okay, they have                decided that they will come out and say who they are.
                The Being said to me, "Do you remember the person J'aelle was speaking about recently?  That's who I am...
                (We had had lunch with an old friend a couple of weeks ago who was  in town for a short visit.  She had been working on the inner planes this last year on several projects along with friends, for raising the vibratory level on the planet.
               She mentioned Mother-of-All, (Earth Mother, but more) and that Mother-of-All would be available to me to communicate with if I wanted.  I had said yes, that would be okay.
                Mom asked if there were any other names by which she is known...Sehkmet?  No.  The Virgin Mary?  No, but she does have a piece of the consciousness from Mary.  Isis?  Yes, she had once been known by that name but she is so much ‘larger' now, that that would not be an appropriate name now.  The feminine principle?  No.  Is she ‘larger' than Mary?  Yes.
                "Then, is the Mother-of-All what we might call the feminine aspect of God?
               LLAEL:   YES!

 

Please e-mail Llaël Espaze Maffitt:
galacticgirl@geocities.com

or Llael’s mom, Nancy at:
  nancyb@buncombe.main.nc.us
 
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